Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a tan scarf. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His white hair is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a pastel coat. He wears his red crest down. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Nadarr has worked very hard to control his curse. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His fur is short and lavender. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Dynamic abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses in grey turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Ar-Beka was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and obtaining odd cultural half-orc artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 500 sp.